Yeah, my uncles (my mother was always introducing me to yet another one, I had no idea our family was so big!) were always offering up the holy sacrement to be consumed, well, right up until the social workers arrived on the scene. I think they must have been a theests.
I broke down somewhere in Boston and ended my Starbucks embargo - though why the hell I was bothering with coffee in a city known for great beer and Harvard students passed out in doorways, I'll never know. I could have blended in - they would have just thought my accent was due to alcohol induced brain damage!
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Date: 2009-09-15 11:41 pm (UTC)I broke down somewhere in Boston and ended my Starbucks embargo - though why the hell I was bothering with coffee in a city known for great beer and Harvard students passed out in doorways, I'll never know. I could have blended in - they would have just thought my accent was due to alcohol induced brain damage!